A diffrent smell

The legendary three-headed dog was well known as a familiar between the leaders and the vampires watching from the crowd. There was a big celebration in the whole settlement when Bryce had managed to finally make it his. Yet, for some reason, such a strong and legendary creature was now bowing in front of another.

This greatly angered Bryce. The vein on his forehead was bulging and looked as if it would pop at any second.

"Out of my way!" Bryce shouted as he struck Lee between his neck and shoulder. Lee at this point was completely drained, but he still managed to make his own red thread just in time to block the attack. However, this time it was useless, as the sword had a new strength to it, that it didn't before and the blade sliced right through. The sword dug into him deeply, and a few seconds later he had fallen to the ground.

Although he wasn't dead, he wasn't going to get back up.

"Must I do everything myself!" Bryce said as he had walked off the platform.